The rainbow shelves in the front room of our old Norwood house. The best thing about sorting your books by color is that it makes changing the color scheme of a room really easy. All you have to do is move a few books around. Much easier than painting. (Photo: Shala Howell)

Last night, as I was tucking The Six-Year-Old into bed in her new room, she sighed.

The Six-Year-Old, sadly: “I want to be home.”

Mommyo, curiously: “Where is home?”

The Six-Year-Old: “Home is where the bookshelves are.”

(Because we anchored the bookshelves to the wall of our Norwood home during an extended bout of child-proofing years ago, we had to leave them behind when we moved.)

My old writing spot. Breaking in a new writing spot is hard. (Photo: Shala Howell)

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About Shala Howell

Writer of things ranging from optical network switching white papers to genetic testing patient education materials to historical fiction set in an 1880s asylum. When I’m not scratching my head over pesky characters who refuse to do things how I want them done or dreaming of my next book (which will of course be much easier to write and research than the current one), my writerly self can be found sifting through the stacks in my church’s archives looking for a few good stories to tell, blogging about life with a very curious Six-Year-Old at Caterpickles.com, or musing about books and the writing life at BostonWriters.wordpress.com.